There is a darkness inside us. This site is a doorway to the dark... if what you find passing through here disturbs you, there is no need to return. If you can resist...
Crimson bloom a verdant shrub,
Set in every bower;
On clouded heights in coastal scrub,
Hail! Greetings to this flower!
Crags and glebes it aye enhances,
All Australia it entrances,
Radiant in its Power.
Scanned at DarkSideOfTheNet.com. Completed February 12, 2000. Reformatted September 8, 2003. J. B. Hare, redactor. The copyright status of this text is unknown. These files may be used for any non-commercial purpose, provided this notice of attribution is left intact.